“Gwen wasn’t sure if she was still alive, but if she wasn’t, what a way to go.” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“A bell dinged and Gator opened the oven door and pulled out the rolls. Their yeasty, warm smell filled the air and made her… — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“I can’t live without my heart.” He lifted her hand to his chest and flattened it over the organ in question. “You’re everything to… — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“She could spend hours just looking at him. He glanced over his shoulder and grinned. “Look all you like.” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“She was obviously overcome by the awesome masculine specimen that is Gator.” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“I’ve got steaks marinating and potatoes baking in the oven. You think Cole is going to remember to watch them?” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“Dude was big, like you. Moved like you, too. Like he was prowling. Motherfucker was scary. That’s all I know. He wore a dark… — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“Don’t you snarl at Shadow,” she ordered, “or I’ll toss your furry ass outside and you can deal with the hunters on your own.” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“I want you in my arms tonight and every night to come. I want to mate you and mark you. I want to watch… — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“Cole grabbed the wolf straight out of the air. Using his immense strength, Cole wrapped his forearm around the wolf’s neck and twisted. The… — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“Billy had taken a cookie but he wasn’t eating it. He was breaking it into smaller pieces and feeding it to Reece. Seemed the… — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“Yes, I want you.” He kissed her cheek and then nuzzled her nose. “But I only want what you’re willing to give.” Gator” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“Of course you’re coming. If I don’t let you, you’ll only follow. I’m only pretending to be alpha of this damn pack.” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“Gwen wasn’t sure if she was still alive, but if she wasn’t, what a way to go.” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
“You really have to stop carrying me everywhere.” He shook his head. “No, I really don’t.” …” — N.J. Walters Copy Share Image
